When you woke up the next morning you were greeted with the same sight you saw yesterday, your female self, you got out of bed and looked at yourself in the mirror again, you weren't bad looking actually, hell you'd probably date somebody if they looked like this, you turned to your closet and opened it up, still full of girls clothes, you pulled out an outfit and laid it on your bed, the outfit consisted of a black turtleneck sweater, a pleated skirt and leggings, you added some stockings and some boots to match.
you left your room and went to the bathroom to brush your teeth, as you were brushing your teeth you had an urge to apply some makeup and brush your hair, then suddenly you started to so as if it were muscle memory, you started brushing your hair until it was nice and straight, applying some foundation to your face and a small coat of lip gloss you left the bathroom wondering why you just did that?
you entered the kitchen and made yourself some toast, you remembered what Marie said, people would think nothing has changed and that you were always like this, as if to confirm that fact your mother walked down the stairs, greeting you "hello Annabelle" she said in a calm almost tired voice.
"hi mum" you replied, you were taken back by that, you hadn't heard you voice yet. It was soft and sweet, the kind of voice that could lull somebody to sleep if you tried. "are you okay?" she asked, "yeah i'm fine" you laughed. not really sure what to do.
you ate you breakfast and returned to your room your normal school bag had been replaced by a leather satchel bag with a shoulder strap
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